The Grand Secretary’s Pampered Wife

The next day, Xiao Liulang got up early and went to the Hanlin Academy.

The Hanlin Academy was very lively, with congratulations and laughter coming from the office room in the other row from time to time.

Xiao Liulang didn't know what was going on at first, but when Ning Zhiyuan came, he whispered that Yang Xiuzhuan had been promoted.

It was no secret that Yang Xiuzhuan was about to be promoted, but I heard that it was at the end of the year.

"Do you know how he got promoted?" Ning Zhiyuan asked.

"How did you get promoted?" Xiao Liulang didn't really have much interest in Yang Xiuzhuan's matter, it was purely to satisfy Ning Zhiyuan's carefulness in wanting to gossip.

"Let's go, let's talk to you!" Ning Zhiyuan took Xiao Liulang to the office that smelled of sex.

"Master Chen was transferred to the household department early in the morning." Ning Zhiyuan said.

It is not uncommon for the six ministries of the imperial court to transfer people from the Hanlin Academy. Moreover, Chen Shidu was also picked up by the minister of households early in the morning, and he wanted to be transferred to his own official position, so that Yang Xiuzhuan could be promoted.

Originally, Master Chen would not be transferred until a few years later, but it just happened so coincidentally.

"I heard that your library is very well organized, and some of the restored books are favored by Yuan Shoufu."

Xiao Liulang sorted out and repaired most of the books in the collection, but not all of them. Yang Xiuzhuan and Anjun Wang and his party also repaired a part, so Xiao Liulang did not guess that the few books he repaired won Yuan Shoufu's favor.

Ning Zhiyuan was even more unaware.

He just sighed that Yang Xiuzhuan's luck was very good, and he was obviously not a good person. How could the official luck be so prosperous?

Ning Zhiyuan sighed: "Master Han greatly admired Yang Xiuzhuan. No, now it's time to call him Yang Shidu, a sixth-grade Shidu! He used to be of the same rank as you, but now he really overwhelms you."

Xiao Liulang didn't care much and said, "It wasn't until today that I found out that he would be promoted."

Aren't morning rises and late rises all rises?

Yang Shidu was born in Shuji, and it took him five years to get up to the position of Master Shidu, which is already fast for Shuji.

Xiao Liulang is different. He is a first-class scholar. As long as he does not commit suicide, the promotion speed will definitely be faster than that of the jinshi in the same period.

It was only temporarily that Yang Shi's reading officer pressed him.

"Look at this again." Ning Zhiyuan took out an inscription from his arms.

Xiao Liulang asked, "What are you doing with this kind of thing on your body?"

"No, I'll show you its contents!" Ning Zhiyuan handed the manuscript paper of the inscription to Xiao Liulang, "Does it look familiar?"

Xiao Liulang said: "I wrote it, what's wrong?"

Ning Zhiyuan clicked his tongue and said, "Yang Shidu handed it in. I instructed him for a long time and asked him to rewrite it seventeen times, and then he wiped out all your credit. Tell me the truth, he has instructed you one word. ?"

Xiao Liulang took the inscription and placed it on the table casually, "It's just an inscription."

"You're really not angry?" Ning Zhiyuan seemed to be in disbelief.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Liulang asked.

"It's good if you're not angry." Ning Zhiyuan breathed a sigh of relief when he arrived here, "This kind of thing is commonplace in officialdom, and you don't have the right to speak until you get out. You can be so calm at a young age, I was much stronger back then. But Xiao Liulang, you promise me that even if you climb on top of these people one day, you won't become like them."

Ning Zhiyuan stood in his thirties, his appearance was not out of the ordinary, his face was a national character, and his complexion was still dark.

But at this moment, the eyes he looked at Xiao Liulang were terrifyingly bright, with some kind of blood and belief, almost burning his eyes with heat.

Xiao Liulang looked at him fixedly and nodded.

Ning Zhiyuan showed a relieved smile, he patted Xiao Liulang on the shoulder, and said with ambition: "Don't look at me from a cold background, no background, no connections, but I occasionally have dreams, just thinking about what if Heaven, I also climbed up...don't climb too high, the fifth-rank Hanlin bachelor is my dream in this life!"

He said, clenching his fists, as if to force the contempt he had received along the way out of his bones: "I'm thinking, when I have that day, when I take charge of the Hanlin Academy, I will never let anyone rely on money. No cronyism, no cronyism, no cronyism, no cronyism!"

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The weather in Beijing after the rain is pleasant.

After the court, the major officials went out of the palace one by one and went to their respective government offices.

Mrs. Zhuang also went out of the Golden Palace, and had a few gossips with several colleagues who had good contacts. There was nothing to report to the Queen Mother today, so he planned to leave the palace.

He had just walked a few steps when Yuan Shoufu stopped him.

"Master Zhuang."

Master Zhuang turned around a little surprised: "Yuan Shoufu?"

Yuan Shoufu is the first minister of the cabinet, but the two secondary assistants, Zhongshusheren and three cabinet scholars in the cabinet are all from Taifu Zhuang, so it can be said that most of the cabinet is under the control of Taifu Zhuang. .

It's just that the cabinet still respects Yuan Shoufu, and his right to speak is still the greatest.

But Yuan Shoufu is getting old, and he will not be the first assistant for a few years. One day, one of the second assistants will take his place.

At that time, it was when his Master Zhuang completely occupied the cabinet.

Mrs. Zhuang Ming never had a conflict with Yuan Shoufu on the face, but they never had any intersection, so I don't know why Yuan Shoufu stopped him today.

Yuan Shoufu stepped forward and looked at Taifu Zhuang cheerfully: "Mr. Zhuang's complexion is getting better and better recently."

Mrs. Zhuang said politely, "Thanks to you."

Yuan Shoufu smiled: "Zhuang Taifu is polite."

Master Zhuang said bluntly: "Yuan Shoufu has something to do with me?"

Yuan Shoufu said: "It's not a big deal. Yesterday, I read some ancient books sent by the Hanlin Academy, and they were well restored. There are several omissions that the great Confucians in the court can't make up on. This time, the Hanlin Academy has filled in them. Listen. It is said that Prince An also participated in the editing."

Master Zhuang said, "Really? I didn't really inquire about Yuheng."

He really didn't ask.

But someone reported it to him.

The reason for saying this is to avoid suspicion in front of Yuan Shoufu and to show that he did not interfere in the Hanlin Academy.

Yuan Shoufu didn't mention "Yanbei Fu" separately, because after reading the remaining few documents last night, he found that it was no less amazing than "Yanbei Fu".

At his age, it was thirty years ago that he read at night, but he couldn't stop reading last night.

Although he has not personally seen the original ancient books, most of these histories can be verified from other ancient books.

In other words, to restore these ancient books, a majestic historical reserve is needed as a foundation.

And there are no handwriting errors.

Even Yuan Shoufu himself could hardly guarantee that he would be good at a single word in such a boring state.

Yuan Shoufu still didn't know that Xiao Liulang stayed up at night and lit an oil lamp to repair it. If he knew, it would be even worse.

Master Zhuang knew the whereabouts of King An Jun well, and naturally knew that he had been to the Yueluo Mountain Bookstore.

He thought that Yuan Shoufu said this because he really got several ancient books restored by King Anjun. He knew the strength of his grandson, and he did not suspect that there was a misunderstanding.

He smiled and said, "If you can contribute to the Hanlin Academy, it's not in vain for him to read books for so many years."

"It's more than a little effort? It's a big credit." Yuan Shoufu never complimented others easily, even the young marquis who was the best in Zhaodu never got him an exaggeration, "Master Zhuang, you have a good grandson. ."

Mrs. Zhuang was simply flattered, how could this old picky bastard actually praise others?

He suppressed the excitement in his heart and cupped his hands: "Yuan Shoufu praised it."

Yuan Shoufu laughed and asked, "I heard that Taifu Zhuang's grandson hasn't discussed marriage yet?"

Master Zhuang was stunned.

At the end of May, the Hanlin Academy held an exam.

Among the sages, Feng Lin and Lin Chengye ranked fourth and fifth from the bottom respectively, while Du Ruohan squeezed into the top nine.

Yuan Yu, the grandson of Yuan Shoufu, was a second-class biography at the beginning, and he won the first place in the Shuji Shi exam.

This time, the performance went awry and fell to fifth.

The editors and editors do not arrange the grades with them, after all, the exam questions are different.

Xiao Liulang was seventh, Ning Zhiyuan was sixth, and the first was Prince An.

Ning Zhiyuan came to Xiao Liulang and whispered, "Impossible... I've made so many mistakes in my arithmetic... You're right on every question... How could I possibly be better than you?"

Arithmetic is the easiest way to calculate fractions, right is right, wrong is wrong, unlike the subjectivity of the subject of the essay.

And even if it was a test of literary talent, Ning Zhiyuan was definitely not as good as Xiao Liulang.

Needless to say, Xiao Liulang was deliberately suppressed by others.

This kind of internal examination is not as strict as the scientific examination. If the examinee of the imperial examination is not satisfied with the results, he can go to the Yamen or Gongyuan to read the examination paper.

After the Hanlin officials finished the exam, they had no chance to defend themselves. ()